water tumbling over stones and pebbles, tangled
with leaves and fish, life teeming
in the nooks and crannies,
always moving downstream,
however slowly or reluctantly it may flow.
My heart sounds like an orchestra,
the timpani droning out a steady rhythm,
constant crescendos and descrescendos of friction come to life--
strings woven into a tapestry of emotion,
harmonies and melodies dancing through vains and valves.